itās difficult being raised with a secret. itās even more difficult when everyone knows about the secret but you. it forms all sorts of unspoken rituals, meaningless detachment. lachlanās mother fled from his secret when he was six, leaving him stranded in america with a grandmother that hoarded him to herself.Ā
at 22, his secret catches up with him. working as a psychic just off of the ogunquit boardwalk, he stacks the deck to peddle the fortunes his clients want to hear. on two separate nights, on two separate parts of the beach, two people walk out of their skins and onto dry land. one for the first time in a hundred years, one for the first time in twenty. a man drives into new england, eyes set on exit signs leading to maine. lachlan shakes his head with a laugh asĀ the towerĀ falls free of the deck. thereās been no change nor upheaval in his life for a decade, surely it wonāt start now.Ā
within the course of a week, heās thrust into the edges of the world almost beyond his understanding. sent by his enigmatic and absent father on a quest for aĀ veryĀ specific sealskin, he finds allies in the most unexpected places, and heāll be very lucky if he makes it out alive.Ā
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(iām running out of lines, lol, so hereās one from an old ass short story?)
from a short story titledĀ āthe same old rotting farmhouseāĀ ā
The two young newlyweds had pride in their ability to believe in the impossible, because they made that damn promise to return home, to that same old rotting farmhouse, with the same old rickety porch, and that same old rusty gate. It was the place where heād chose to reminisce in her cherry-cola laugh, the one that struck him silly, silly as the bomb blasts and firearms and screams that tore apart the same fellas dreaming of their own galās giggles.
Ā [ send me a Ā š¬ and iāll post a piece of my writing that iām proud of! ]
itās a lil gay and probs a lil long & maybe a lil sad. but have - have a good read
i lied itās really long and REALLYĀ gay.
A year ago, around this time, my life was kind of in shambles and I wasnāt okay. I was hanging onto the wrong people ā Person. A mistake.Ā
A year ago, my mother tried to kill my father.Ā
A year ago, that personĀ tore apart my progress, my writing, my art and my mental health. They tore meĀ apart, and i didnāt realize it. or maybe i did, but feeling loved is uh. Rare for me.Ā
A bad time really, all around.Ā
But almost a year ago, got a month to go, I met an amazing person. I met my friend Lucas. Now you may be asking, whyās this important?Ā
Other than heās really important to me, itās probably one of the most important moments of my life.Ā
A list of Reasons Why I love Lucas & Why heās so Important to me:Ā
1. i think like him being in my life is not just extremely important because i love him?? but because like the friendship weāve had has helped me really sort of feel loved by everyoneĀ who does love me. I know it probably sounds weird, and maybe itās cruel. But i relied really heavily on someone praising me and having some love for me more than what my friends could offer. Because that was, and sometimes still is, the ideology drilled in my head. But being friends with him has slowly really helped me moved passed that. Like bein friends with him was literally like, hereās this light in your life. But hereās the otherās who have been there the whole time. and thatās EXTREMELY important to realize when youāre dealing with traumas and depression.Ā
I know i still struggle with a LOT but i am aware that iām not completely alone because this one fckn person scrambled over all the stupid walls and p much metaphorically gave me a hug and told me i mattered to him.Ā
It was like. he hugged me and i Felt it. For once.Ā
Which sounds so cold to me every time i think about it. How little iāve really felt the love of my friends and people who care about me. Legitimately itās the worst. But itās not that way now. Itās not that way now. and I refuse to go back to that.Ā
2. Itās this same feeling of feeling that importance to everyone, but on a smaller scale.Ā Because I tend to ramble a lot I tend to over express myself and it takes a lot for me to not fckn feel like shit afterwards. And this is something iāll struggle with for awhile. But like, Lucas also rambles to me and talks to me and vents and itās. Good. It feels so balanced and easy most of the time. Granted, weāll still apologize to each other but itās more instinct for me than actually really feeling it (most of the time.)Ā
Itās the small,Ā āitās okay! i donāt mindā &Ā āno itās okay! i appreciate it.āĀ and continuing the ramblings that really helps. and god im crying about it right now christ. but itās that important to me honestly. it means soĀ much to hear that itās okay. thatā iām okayĀ more importantly. Itās like shushing that part of my brain that goes into a full blown panic for rambling that makes him so ?? so good for me.Ā
3. For almost a Year weāve talked nearly every day. I mean like literally we have talked every day. Even if it was a briefĀ āhey i love youā because of whatever reason. But weāve literally talked so much. Itās so consistent and comfortable. And Iām honestly really excited to talk with him verbally?? Because god itāll be so good for me. because like
Ā Ā Ā a.) socializing verbally is not a good skill of mine
Ā Ā Ā b.) i wanna talk to him like all the timeĀ
Ā Ā Ā c.) i can get use to talking with him verbally and feel at ease which helps with see a.Ā
Ā But like honestly thatās been the best part, ya know? Feeling like this is just part of my day to day. That itās something good and like, we donāt have to talk allĀ the time?? and thatās so good lmao. Itās so good. Good on my soul and my fucking psyche. God i love it.Ā
Like I love talking to him??? I love talking about ocās and ships and random shit!! i love talking about gender stuff and life stuff!! i love when he talks about rocks and minerals and space!! i love when he rambles to me about things he loves!! and i know this ties into 2. but its so important to point this part out on its own okay. I love!!! i LOVEEEEE when he talks to me about everything!!! i love feeling that he trusts me to vent to me and i love feeling that he wants me to know things about his life!! i love when we talk about what weāre going to do when we hang out because, pOINTS AT 1!!! It feels so good!!! it feels so good to feel included in his life and it feels so good to know and talk about how heĀ wants MEEEEĀ in his LIFEEEE!!!! thatās so amazing yāall itās so good it feels so good helps when i get fucked up!
4. iām a big gay?
Is that a good reason.Ā
this is all really gay.Ā
But i mean honestly itās so good to feel okay to feel this gay?? Like all of these tie into each other, honestly. But I love feeling gay, and okay for it. I know what does this have to deal with my boy? Well you see... My love and care for him... Itās gay. Gay as heck.Ā
I wanna pick him up like a suitcase.Ā
I wanna carry him when heās tired.Ā
I wanna help him learn handy dandy skills.Ā
I wanna be there for him as long as i can, and as long as he wants me here.
i wanna carry him down the street in fuck boy outfits together so he can be likeĀ āMOVE, WEāRE GAYāĀ
I wanna look at the stars, and then at him while he rambles about them, and be likeĀ āwow youāre gay for spaceā so he can, in turn, be likeĀ āoh no you found me out....ā and i can smooch his fucking forehead and call him a big nerd
i wanna be able to wake up to him curled up on me because i am a fckn personal heaterĀ
I want all of this because I love him, and i think he deserves so much and i want to help get him all of it. I want to help him reach these goals and dreams because I love him so much and heās my best fucking friend.Ā
So itās SUPER gay.Ā
5. Every time i think about how much i want to be there for him gives me another quarter in the game of life yāall. It puts fucking money in the slot to keep me going. It is a goddamn lifeline that has helped me grab onto a life i want to live.Ā
Like.Ā
If i didnāt have him? I wouldnāt fucking see shit the same. I wouldnāt feel loved by my friends. I wouldnāt have this progress in getting better. I wouldnāt be looking at places in denver for myself, and wanting to plan out a life i wanna live. I wouldnāt be trying with nearly the same amount of want or need to live. Iād be existing, and drifting. It wouldnāt be the sameĀ
and you might be like, aeron thatās absurd. thatās a lil much.
But no. itās really not itās REALLY not. I cannot imagine myself without this friendship because it has helped me so much. Do you know what itās like to look forward to talking to someone as soon as you wake up? Like literally, I donāt know if he sees me post something or what. but every day he sends me a message almost exactly when i get up. and it feels good having this.
if i didnāt have him there to help me out when others, by no fault of their own, couldnāt? i literally donāt think Iād be here as well as i am. Maybe iām exaggerating because i donāt know. Maybe Iām letting my emotions have this too much but i donāt care!!! I donāt!! I donāt know what my life would be like without him, but i can tell you this right now: I would not be meĀ and I would not have felt the same. I would not be feeling things as well. & I really donāt wantĀ to know at all what itād be like without him in my life.
people forget how important that little push is. It literally takes oneĀ person to kick start a bit of your brain. One person to pull out a twist in the cables. One person to help you to your feet and give you understanding of things. To help you know that thisĀ is what somethingās like.
so.Ā
I love Lucas. I love him. I love him and i am proud of him. I am so proud of youĀ honey. I am so excited to see you grow and learn. Iām so excited to see you live, live show edition: Lucas watches spooky shit at 2am and we eat starbursts by the handfuls.Ā
Iām so happy I know you. Iām so happy you let me in your life, luke. like god Iām.Ā
Im gay and iām happy and iām so excited to see you grow and just!! all of it!!! youāre so wonderful and iām gonna be here for you, okay? Whole way. In this together & not leaving anytime soon.Ā
& i apologize if this was a lot or stepped too much?? lemme know okay?Ā
TL;DR: I love you and youāre friendship with me has been critical to my steps in recovery and Iām gay.Ā
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mutuals send me a āš¹ā and iāll give you a compliment!
hi lucas!! Soo first of all your wip pages? Amazing. So much organisation and energy just right there, please teach me how. Both your wips sound amazing but sepia especially has me signed up. I donāt think WWII writers are boring at all! Thereās an immense amount of research that has to be done with such a subject and I admire any author that takes it on. Plus, youāre exploring the past with letters? Oh thatās a weakness of mine. Yes, mix the history with the romance. Youāve got my support.